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Fall can be hard for me, I remember school years at this time. Back when things were hard yet simple and my mind was more kind. I remember a swinging boat and colorful flashing lights, A space ship spinning us round and round, and feeling so happy inside. I also have silly memories, but the one I made them with is gone. When I remember the hallway giggles I run. I hide. I sob. Things at home back then were hard, My dad was rarely around. My sisters would bring home friends to keep- My mom never handled this well. Our house would be full and I, alone I'd find my peace in forums and games, Chatting with men who I thought liked me, My heart back then was full of hope. As I grew and moved around, I found I never really understood myself. Why do tears bubble up so often? I freeze, I fawn and forget but don't move on. Autumn is beautiful but brings up so much. I miss people I don't know anymore or have the privilege of seeing and I'm left to wonder if I ever knew them truly. I watch the array of leaves change and fall And wish to be one of them. I could fall from a branch, But be picked up in the wind, only to live again.
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Oct 20, 2023
Oct 20, 2023 at 8:16 AM UTC
Autumn Memories
Fall can be hard for me, I remember school years at this time. Back when things were hard yet simple and my mind was more kind. I remember a swinging boat and colorful flashing lights, A space ship spinning us round and round, and feeling so happy inside. I also have silly memories, but the one I made them with is gone. When I remember the hallway giggles I run. I hide. I sob. Things at home back then were hard, My dad was rarely around. My sisters would bring home friends to keep- My mom never handled this well. Our house would be full and I, alone I'd find my peace in forums and games, Chatting with men who I thought liked me, My heart back then was full of hope. As I grew and moved around, I found I never really understood myself. Why do tears bubble up so often? I freeze, I fawn and forget but don't move on. Autumn is beautiful but brings up so much. I miss people I don't know anymore or have the privilege of seeing and I'm left to wonder if I ever knew them truly. I watch the array of leaves change and fall And wish to be one of them. I could fall from a branch, But be picked up in the wind, only to live again.
Jellyfish
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Oct 20, 2023
Oct 20, 2023 at 8:16 AM UTC
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